Fair Trade (feat. Vlad)

This that yellow pad with the blue lines Blowing the smoke off the roof with two nines Black ink on that pad, mink made of two lions My nigga working at Food Lion Imma have to put him in a new Scion I done got so good at noose-tying Man, you goose stepping But i'm all inside the V like a goose flying Imma be eating my food, frying with some new items I been on the phone with a few clients Talking bout the order, it be on the way No delay, moving like odelay Giving thanks, cornucopia on display Man they mortified, homie just caught a case, got the camera angle on First 48 (48) Keeping it gritty and grimey Don't need no niggas behind me Niggas be needing to listen Niggas be getting offended Man It's me and X in it only We standing on they neck, going full effect with the flex till they know me I just got a text from the homie Saying that she stressed, I give her my best, but I must confess, she don't know me And most of my niggas gon miss me Man, I promise, I'm leaving the city Cuz I'm ready for that overseas, back in them states then back over East Back to that basement on Mosher Street Where them old flings kept phoning me It's marvelous, all of this shit is so marvelous It's marvelous, all of this shit is so marvelous It's marvelous, all of this shit is so marvelous Aye, These niggas asking too many questions These niggas need to fall back and just count they blessings These niggas, these niggas, these niggas cannot match up, no question! Vlad went ahead and did the worst Took the beat and put it in a coffin then he took that bitch to church Went and gave the eulogy and put it in a hearse Then he took it to the cemetery, put it in the dirt Unnecessary, lengths you gotta go to be legendary I ain't tryna be a fuckin secretary, that's extra scary If you take offense, that's discretionary I'm aiming for the fence like the best of Barry Bonds, word is bond, that's respect I carry Said it then I meant it and it's customary, I'm a real ass nigga I know a few that be cool, cold like the flu, smoke away my blues, sold me like two Write up these raps and I grow with my crew, after I grow with my crew Merch getting sold like some shoes, hitting these shows with my dudes, dodging these hoes at my school They don't know what I been through, stoned like a fool That's the life I'm living, get used to that Tall, dumb, cruddy fade, stupid ass Cocky ass nigga, always used to brag Funny ass nigga, with the stupid laugh Lose the smile, move the cash Moves with, do the math Broke the bong, so imma use the zags